knowledge of Mr Director General.
— They are supervised.
— Let's hope. I am sure that Lamashtu are needed not only because of your research, even if they are very important for science. I do not want to be guilty for something.
— No, Dingir looks after them.
— Still, it would be better if they moved to me. I have a big apartment. This way it will be more reliable. Security. Both for you and for me ... we are still under the control of Mr Soph.
— I know — Tekhina has decided to speak out, since such an opportunity appeared — I'm scared.
— Scared?
— One of my experiments... I need a live person.
— Well... that's why you work in the department, that's called "corner of Dr Moreau".
Tekhina remained silent. She finished her drink and offered to treat the agent with another beer. El’Athar nodded.
They had a few drinks at the bar and decided to take a walk along the coast once again.
Tekhina took off her shoes and enjoying unusually gentle and warm sea, walked barefoot on the sand.
— You know, I love the sea! But I was here only one time when I arrived, although it has been two months already.
— We can always come here again. For example, after the movies.
— Next Friday?
— Why not. If I am, of course, still alive. Do you want to come and see me?
— With pleasure.
Chapter 11
Top secret
The Ministry of the Interior Affairs of the Republic of Elam with the support of the Prime Minister of the Republic of Elam Tiberisus Abey and President of the Republic of Elam Olaf Hakim
Resolution
Archive data:
"Project Merkhaba"
"Case № 56"
"Enterprises of Uruck"
"Case № 154"
"Project Hadzhibey"
"The Baghdad National Museum"
To be decommissioned.
08.11.2053
Signature of the Acting Minister of Internal Affairs, Mr O'Heyly ____________
Signature of the Prime Minister T. Abey ______________
Signature of the President O. Hakim _______________
To implement immediately.
***
Morning heat. El’Athar got up early, made coffee and sat in the kitchen, thinking about the situation. What's next? A completely unpredictable situation. Documents in the case of "Merkhaba" were scrupulously studied and were given to the Director. Of course, before this agent made copies and put the card in a safe place, hoping that these manipulations wouldn't bring him closer to the grave.
In fact El’Athar wasn't really sure if these materials would ever come in handy, but if someone found out that he left a copy — the body would not be found... The fear for his life struggled with vague dreams of the triumph of justice and banal curiosity. Irresistibly he wanted to understand everything concerning the project "Merkhaba", the more that professional instinct prompted: this involved more than one government agency in the world. Too much was at stake, too much ambition and money.
The coffee was cold.
Tekhina was still asleep. All last week she stayed with him, even though the agent was aware that tolerates her presence only because of the desire to better insight into the activities of "Enki". El’Athar imagined that it was still nice to wake up next to Tekhina, but some detail haunted him. In fact, he did not care... this beautiful and intelligent woman aroused in him absolutely no emotion.
— ... El’Athar, you have not had a girlfriend for a long time.
— Damn it, I am fine without one.
He thought that he was not interested in relationships with people, even friendly ones. El’Athar had only casual acquaintances, with whom it was possible to have a beer on occasion, and occasional woman when his physiology took its course.
But he didn't even want sex from Tekhina. Ad nauseam. It was unfair to her.
Agent closed his eyes. Maybe this was all just a dream, there was no Aine Soph, "Merkhaba" and Lamashtu? If only it was so!
Brewed in vain coffee was poured into the sink.
Somehow he didn't want anything anymore.
The tall figure of a special agent sank in the bright
— They are supervised.
— Let's hope. I am sure that Lamashtu are needed not only because of your research, even if they are very important for science. I do not want to be guilty for something.
— No, Dingir looks after them.
— Still, it would be better if they moved to me. I have a big apartment. This way it will be more reliable. Security. Both for you and for me ... we are still under the control of Mr Soph.
— I know — Tekhina has decided to speak out, since such an opportunity appeared — I'm scared.
— Scared?
— One of my experiments... I need a live person.
— Well... that's why you work in the department, that's called "corner of Dr Moreau".
Tekhina remained silent. She finished her drink and offered to treat the agent with another beer. El’Athar nodded.
They had a few drinks at the bar and decided to take a walk along the coast once again.
Tekhina took off her shoes and enjoying unusually gentle and warm sea, walked barefoot on the sand.
— You know, I love the sea! But I was here only one time when I arrived, although it has been two months already.
— We can always come here again. For example, after the movies.
— Next Friday?
— Why not. If I am, of course, still alive. Do you want to come and see me?
— With pleasure.
Chapter 11
Top secret
The Ministry of the Interior Affairs of the Republic of Elam with the support of the Prime Minister of the Republic of Elam Tiberisus Abey and President of the Republic of Elam Olaf Hakim
Resolution
Archive data:
"Project Merkhaba"
"Case № 56"
"Enterprises of Uruck"
"Case № 154"
"Project Hadzhibey"
"The Baghdad National Museum"
To be decommissioned.
08.11.2053
Signature of the Acting Minister of Internal Affairs, Mr O'Heyly ____________
Signature of the Prime Minister T. Abey ______________
Signature of the President O. Hakim _______________
To implement immediately.
***
Morning heat. El’Athar got up early, made coffee and sat in the kitchen, thinking about the situation. What's next? A completely unpredictable situation. Documents in the case of "Merkhaba" were scrupulously studied and were given to the Director. Of course, before this agent made copies and put the card in a safe place, hoping that these manipulations wouldn't bring him closer to the grave.
In fact El’Athar wasn't really sure if these materials would ever come in handy, but if someone found out that he left a copy — the body would not be found... The fear for his life struggled with vague dreams of the triumph of justice and banal curiosity. Irresistibly he wanted to understand everything concerning the project "Merkhaba", the more that professional instinct prompted: this involved more than one government agency in the world. Too much was at stake, too much ambition and money.
The coffee was cold.
Tekhina was still asleep. All last week she stayed with him, even though the agent was aware that tolerates her presence only because of the desire to better insight into the activities of "Enki". El’Athar imagined that it was still nice to wake up next to Tekhina, but some detail haunted him. In fact, he did not care... this beautiful and intelligent woman aroused in him absolutely no emotion.
— ... El’Athar, you have not had a girlfriend for a long time.
— Damn it, I am fine without one.
He thought that he was not interested in relationships with people, even friendly ones. El’Athar had only casual acquaintances, with whom it was possible to have a beer on occasion, and occasional woman when his physiology took its course.
But he didn't even want sex from Tekhina. Ad nauseam. It was unfair to her.
Agent closed his eyes. Maybe this was all just a dream, there was no Aine Soph, "Merkhaba" and Lamashtu? If only it was so!
Brewed in vain coffee was poured into the sink.
Somehow he didn't want anything anymore.
The tall figure of a special agent sank in the bright
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